War God's Revenge

Upon seeing this sight, the elder hurriedly ran over with a smile.    

"I gave it to you the day before yesterday. It was last month, you understand? What's in it now is next month's. "    

The red hair clenched his teeth, his tone was filled with disdain as he spoke arrogantly.    

"Hurry up and take the money. If it wasn't for the fact that you three old men aren't dead yet, I would have already destroyed your crappy stall."    

Behind him, a few of his lackeys also agreed with a sneer.    

"Exactly, if it wasn't for Brother Kun's protection, do you think you could still open this crappy stall?"    

"You won't know if you're lucky or not, you'll regret it when the time comes."    

The old man could only bitterly smile in the face of these people forcing themselves to do as they pleased.    

He turned around and took out a handful of change from the drawer with a trembling hand.    

He poured them all onto the table and counted them carefully. It was only a few hundred.    

"Big Brother Kun, I sold it for only five hundred yuan this month. You see, should we stop accommodating each other?"    

The old man smiled, looking extremely pitiful.    

"Fuck, you sold it for 500 yuan? What are you three old bastards doing? "    

The red hair grabbed the change and snorted in disdain.    

"Even if I were to place a bowl of this dog here, I would be able to earn more than you guys!"    

"That's right, it's only five hundred. It's not even enough for a meal from me."    

Behind him, a few of his underlings were also looking down on him.    

"Geezer, I think you're hiding something, right?"    

The red hair squinted his eyes. Without saying anything further, he flipped the money table onto the floor.    

Inside, other than a few dimes, there was really nothing else.    

"Trash, it's better to go back and wait for death than to sell it for so little money every month!"    

In desperation, the red hair kicked out with his foot. The already old cabinet instantly shattered into pieces on the ground.    

The three old men stood by the side with their arms around their bodies. Their helpless expressions made people's hearts ache for them when they saw them.    

However, no matter if they were passing by or one of the peddlers next door, none of them dared to interrupt.    

Luo Kun, but they can't afford to offend the local gangsters.    

He could only silently feel unlucky.    

Seeing that the three of them didn't speak, the red hair became even more unrestrained.    

"F * ck, break into this crappy booth. The more I look at it, the angrier I get!"    

With a wave of his hand, the few lackeys behind him immediately became happy.    

"Hehe, I was waiting for you to say that! Brothers, let's fight! "    

A few of his lackeys instantly stepped forward, ready to fight!    

"Brother Kun, you can't do it, you can't do it!" These are all fellows who this old man is eating with! "    

"That's right, Big Brother Kun, just give us another two days."    

"If this happens, the old men will starve to death!"    

The three old men hugged their bodies and stepped forward to stop him.    

This small booth was the last thing they could rely on.    

If their stalls were destroyed, they would starve to death on the street.    

"Get out of my way!"    

The red hair didn't dare to move at all. In fact, his eyes were filled with impatience.    

"Three old bastards, living is a waste of food, you might as well die early!"    

As he spoke, he casually pushed the old man at the front to the ground.    

The other two paled and quickly went forward to support him. How could they possibly stop him?    

Humph, it's better if he fell to his death, smash him! This is the result of not being able to afford it! "    

The red hair didn't even look at him and waved his hand.    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

The delinquents immediately took action, kicking and lifting up their weapons.    

Five to six tables were overturned on the floor.    

The chopsticks and bowls fell onto the floor.    

Not only that, the pot for cooking noodles had not even been turned over.    

The soup had all been spilled, except for the table where Ye Tian was sitting, which was originally a neat and tidy stall. It had instantly turned into a mess.    

"F * ck, eating and eating, what the f * ck are you going to eat for? Scram for this daddy here!"    

A gangster saw that Ye Tian and Bai Ziyuv were actually still in the mood to eat noodles and immediately became annoyed.    

He stepped in front of him and placed his right hand on the table.    

"I'll see how you can still eat!"    

The corner of his mouth curled up in a sinister smile. The little hoodlum used some strength in his hand and was about to flip the table over!    

However, he had even used all of his strength, yet the table didn't even budge the slightest bit.    

It's like being welded to the ground.    

"Damn, what is going on?"    

The little hoodlum frowned and immediately used both of his hands.    

Even so, the table did not move at all.    

Ye Tian and Bai Ziyuv were still eating their noodles, unaffected!    

"Damn, did you have fun last night?" You don't even have the strength to do that? This is truly embarrassing! "    

When a delinquent saw this scene, his face was immediately filled with contempt.    

"Watch carefully, how will laozi deal with these two guys!"    

As he spoke, his expression hardened and he started to run towards the table, kicking it ruthlessly!    

With this kick, not only would the table be overturned, even Ye Tian and Bai Ziyuv would be affected.    

However, in the next moment, the smile on his face froze.    

He had already used 100% of his strength for this kick.    

However, the table remained unmoved. Instead, it was as if he had kicked a spring.    

His entire body was sent flying. He landed heavily on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.    

"Damn, this is, what the hell?"    

The few hooligans were stunned momentarily. They even thought that they had seen wrongly.    

The onlookers looked at each other in dismay.    

The person who was hit was fine, but why was he sent flying?    

Did he really see a ghost?    

"Damn, you are courting death!"    

The other hooligans instantly became angry, and they all glared at Ye Tian.    

Just as he was about to charge forward, he was stopped by the red hair.    

"Wait! Bro, you dare to not put me, Luo Kun, in your eyes? You're the first one!"    

Luo Kun squinted his eyes and wandered to the opposite of Ye Tian.    

However, while she was speaking, her eyes were glued to Bai Ziyuv!    

Exquisite, Exquisite!    

When did such a top quality beauty appear in this area?    

This body, this face, even a man wouldn't be able to stand it!    

"Hehe, this beauty, do you want to get to know her?"    

Luo Kun looked lustfully at Bai Ziyuv, his saliva almost dripping from his mouth.    

"Hehe, just now, my subordinates were a bit rude. I will apologize to you!"    

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and was about to take Bai Ziyuv's hand.    

Bai Ziyuv instantly dodged. Her gaze carried a trace of coldness and a trace of arrogance.    

If it wasn't for Ye Tian's order, Yellow Hair would have been dead by now.    

"There are some people who are always reckless."    

Ye Tian raised his head and shook his hand.    

Swish!    

A piece of beef from the chopsticks flew out!    

Before Luo Kun could react, a sharp pain suddenly came from his mouth.    

Ka-cha! *    

The teeth in Luo Kun's mouth instantly shattered.    

He spat out a mouthful of blood.    

"Ah!    

His entire body was sent flying, crashing heavily into the wall.    

In an instant, everyone was shocked!    

Everyone widened their eyes. No one could see how Ye Tian did it.    

"Brother Kun, how are you?"    

"Damn it, boy, now you better apologize and chop off one of your hands, or you're dead for sure!"    

Seeing that Luo Kun had been dealt with, the group of lackeys instantly boiled up.